Romance and Horse Shit
WHEN: Sunday, November 13, 2011
Ah, romance… carriage rides, the smell of active equestrian bowels and the clank of horseshoes on cobblestone….ah!…my heart is aflutter just thinking about it…that is, until I'm stuck behind one of these things. I was never one for the whole horse drawn carriage romance thing. Moving to Philly, I'm even less inclined to see romance in it. Built during the days of horse and carriage being the primary means of transportation, Philadelphia is a labyrinth of narrow one way streets, built for…wait for it…horse and carriage transport. Fast forward to 2011, and we now have microwaves, cars that can go 140mph, and a hurried world that is often difficult to keep up with or be romantic in…specially sitting behind one of these slow ass funk wagons on a one way street...